I'll Meet You There, When The Evening Writhes

I'll meet you there when the evening writhes I will know the location by the look in your eyes

The void and the vista the fugitives gone

All them authorizations we must have missed are just the dictions dissolving when we kissed

Just to transfigure where others have fallen

A long trail of lovers came out of the prison it becomes a matter of habit* after the season and the distance's mirror the witnesses gone

I'll see you there.